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Chiyoya Saori didn't actually expect Akai Shuichi to reveal his identity and save her.
After all, he is a physician. It is unreasonable for him to carry a scalpel or a pistol with him, right?
And was it an accident that the other party came to test her, or had he recognized her identity?
But she was not nervous at the moment. Gao Jiao Daichi regarded the three of them as accomplices. If she wanted to get out alive, he would have to hold her hostage as a bargaining chip instead of silencing her directly.
Chiyoya Saori thought about it and decided not to do anything. She opened the comic and pressed the refresh button with her mind, trying to figure out what Gin was doing.
…
For a moment, the scene became weird.
The kidnapped young man neither struggled nor begged for mercy, and seemed too lazy to even speak. He just coughed twice and began to stare blankly.
The other man stood at the entrance of the staircase with an expressionless face and no other movement.
It seems... I am also in a daze.
Gao Jiao Daichi roared loudly, but after he finished roaring, he found that the reactions of these two people were completely different from what he expected.
If he is an accomplice of the killer upstairs, shouldn't he be fighting him fiercely now?
If you are just ordinary people, is it really reasonable for you to be so calm? !
A breeze blew through the dark and cool stairwell. Gaojiao Dadi shuddered at the sight of the two faces, one pale and the other yellow, both looking exceptionally dull.
He inexplicably thought of some unspeakable urban legends...
"Get out of my way!" Takasaki Daichi couldn't hold it in any longer. He yelled at Akai Shuichi, "If he blocks the way again, I'll kill him!"
The FBI in disguise sighed, and looked at the young man with a blank look again. When the latter raised his hand, he revealed his wrist wrapped in a bandage. There was blood on it, which looked quite fresh.
Regardless of whether he is Shinsou or not, and regardless of whether Akai Shuichi is an ordinary person or not, he has just shown a kind-hearted look, so it doesn't make sense for him to run away now!
However, since she is a member of the organization, Shuichi Akai doesn't think it would be so easy for Shinsou to die - otherwise she would be the most worthless one.
"Let him go!"
The ordinary-looking man suddenly calmed down his dazed expression, looked as if he had reacted, shouted righteously, and quickly rushed towards the two men.
The corridor was very narrow, and with Akai Shuichi's speed, it wouldn't even take him a second to reach the destination.
In the blink of an eye, Takasaki Daichi's shoulder was grabbed by the former, and Akai Shuichi quickly grabbed his neck and pulled him back, and his other free hand quickly grabbed the gun and shook it hard.
The gun in Gao Jiao Daichi's hand was suddenly thrown out and slid for a distance on the ground.
Soon, he reacted, turned around and punched Akai Shuichi.
After all, Takasaki Daichi has been collecting debts for years, and his muscles are bulging. He is not someone to be trifled with. Although he was tricked by Akai Shuichi, he was still able to unleash a few moves at the critical moment of life and death.
Chiyoya Saori squatted down when Akai Shuichi rushed over, and sat directly on the stairs. She covered her mouth and coughed twice with an expressionless face, looking like a fragile hostage.
"Come on." She said calmly, took out her cell phone and started calling Gin.
The two men who were fighting paused at the same time, and their expressions showed a hint of wrinkles.
[This is so weird... Toru, you are pretending to be weak, please be careful! ! Who just told Gin in the car that he is a good actor! ]
[Hei Che (suddenly changes his expression): Ah~ I am so weak, I was kidnapped, kind-hearted gentleman please come and save me~ (Pen refill)
Akai Shuichi: …]
[I laughed so hard. How dare Akai! Does he know what kind of evil gorilla he is flirting with…]
[Everyone is responsible for persecuting Akai. By the way, this disguise is so fake. If Toru didn’t know how to disguise himself, the two of them would probably have fought!]
[So what about Gin? Top Killer won't fail so easily, right?]
The phone that Chiyoya Saori called only rang once before being hung up, and then there was another almost booming gunshot.
A bullet passed through the gap in the stairs and flew straight towards the two people who were struggling.
Shuichi Akai's face changed, and he quickly distanced himself, avoiding the bullet with an extremely dangerous move, but directly exposed Gaojiao Daichi to his sight.
The latter was not so lucky. The bullet, which arrived five minutes late, still hit his heart accurately, bringing out a bright red splash that splashed on the snow-white wall next to him.
Gao Jiao Daidi's huge figure paused for a moment and then fell forward, with anger and panic still on his face, but a hint of helpless relief appeared in his eyes.
“…”
It seemed that his lungs were injured again. Blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth. He murmured softly before his death. His lifeless eyes were fixed on the direction of the stairs, trying to remember something.
Death is a very quick thing. There is no long lasting breath as in TV dramas, nor is there any coincidence that one is born on the right side of the heart. A person's death only takes a moment, so simple.
Chiyoya Saori's fingers subconsciously clenched and clasped her knees tightly. She took a deep breath, feeling the thick breath of smoke and blood invading her lungs, turning her original cough into a real one.
Even though she knew that Gao Jiao Daichi would not be able to escape death today, she could only watch this scene happen helplessly, or——
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
[Dear, Gao Jiao Daichi is not a good person. He has done enough to deserve a few bullets.] The customer service representative said cautiously.
[Yes, I understand.] Chiyotani Saori adjusted her glasses while coughing, lowering her eyes to hide the coldness in them, [I will send the organization in.]
【Regardless of any cost.】
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Everything happened in a flash, and even Shuichi Akai didn't have time to react before his target was dead in front of him. Blood flowed out from under his body, quickly staining his vest red.
The black-haired young man who was watching everything nearby was indifferent. He covered his lips and coughed intermittently, but with his indifferent expression, it became a prelude that was not worth paying attention to.
A young life passed away right in front of him, even he would show a trace of surprise and pity, but the former seemed to be used to it.
Sure enough, it was someone from that organization.
“Tatttatt.”
The footsteps, neither fast nor slow, stepped on the tiled stairs, echoing and reflecting, becoming exceptionally clear, like drumbeats stepping on people's hearts.
The silver-haired man still held the Beretta in his hand, with ample ammunition, ready to reload at any time.
Why are the appearances of organization members rarely revealed?
Because most of the people who saw them carry out their missions died.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The unexpected sound of gunfire once again echoed in this small space. The young man who had just been sitting at the stairs was holding a Browning M1935 in his hand, with the muzzle pointing at the dazed man in front of him.
His long eyelashes drooped, and together with his glasses, they completely concealed his emotions. His wide sleeves were lifted up a little, revealing a bandage that had long been soaked in blood.
Although there were still faint coughing sounds, the young man's wrist didn't even tremble as he fired three consecutive bullets at Akai Shuichi's vital points without showing any mercy.
Shuichi Akai's face changed, and he quickly retreated, pulling over the iron gate next to him to try to block the attack, but one of the bullets still brushed past his cheek, leaving a trace of blood.
A layer of fake skin was lifted from the disguise mask, and it was like a black spot on white paper, which was particularly obvious.
There was still no time to catch a breath, as gunshots rang out again, this time coming from two different directions.
Shuichi Akai finally stopped hesitating. He squatted down and rolled over, ignoring the dust and mess on the ground, and walked out of the corridor and ran towards the place where the crowd was the most.
While running, he subconsciously looked back. The afternoon sunlight passed through the gaps between the buildings and fell in front of the apartment buildings in the community. The open iron gates divided them into block-shaped silhouettes, which looked peaceful and harmonious.
No one knows that the most evil shadow is hidden among them, committing murders recklessly.
He pulled off his hat and wiped the blood off his face in a hasty manner. A hint of dark emotion flashed across his dark green eyes, and he quickly blended into the bustling crowd.
…
“Crack!”
The hot muzzle of a gun was pressed against the back of Chiyodani Toru's head. The next moment, a shadow appeared and Gin leaned in front of him, his long silver hair hanging down and no emotion could be seen in his dark green eyes.
All the muscles in his body tensed up instantly, and Chiyodani Toru restrained his movements and did not act rashly. He raised his head quietly and looked at Gin. The blood that slid down under the force of gravity left a clear bloodstain on his pale cheek, which was particularly eye-catching.
"Who was that just now?" The silver-haired killer's voice was emotionless, and the pressure in it was heavy.
"I was just passing by." The latter's response was also straightforward and indifferent. "But now it seems that I have to ask you."
Gin kept his posture unchanged, staring at Chiyodani Toru's eyes with a hawk-like gaze, trying to find the flaw in them. He said calmly, "Ask me?"
"Did you leak the mission to assassinate Takasaki Daichi?" Chiyogaya Toru looked up at him and raised his hand without hesitation. The next moment, the black pistol was against Gin's chest, with the same scorching heat.
Five of the seven bullets were fired, and two were still warming up, ready to kill someone at any time.
Facing Gin's murderous eyes, the black-haired young man said fearlessly: "The man was surprised to see Takasaki Daichi appear, but he was not shocked. He knew him, and he appeared here most likely to look for him."
"Gin, you wasted too much time up there. I have legitimate doubts about your motives for putting the Takasaki Daichi down."
The silver-haired killer sneered and did not explain directly. Instead, he asked: "Then why didn't you just do it?"
"You let two people go. You didn't kill any of them."
His cold tone was full of questioning and mockery. The bullet of doubt was more powerful than the burning barrel behind his head, and it shot straight at the young man who was sitting quietly.
Chiyodani Toru chuckled after a brief silence. He took off his glasses with his free hand, revealing deep and pure black eyes. There seemed to be nothing in them, but when you peel away the emptiness on the surface, you seem to be able to see a trace of very shallow emotions.
"Yeah." He raised his lips coldly, "Why didn't I just do it?"
The Browning M1935 rotated in his slender fingertips, turned back and aimed it at his shoulder.
"Bang!"
After a crisp gunshot, he once again pointed the gun, which was smoking and had only one bullet left, against Gin's chest.
"I've finished my explanation," he said emotionlessly. "It's your turn now."